Powerfully penned, DK. This one pulls at the heartstrings my friend. Phenomenal write, thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.

Damian

You amaze me every time you put pen to paper…

You’re an impressive writer. Thank you for sharing.

Bad Uncle is impressed ….

BIG LIKE

Very nice and, very likely, my favorite form.

Your imagery cushions the blow of loss with love. 🌼

Thank you, Keith. Thanks for reading!

Me too. Thanks for reading, Mary!

It’s a formal poetry style called a Quatern. Eight syllables per line, four stanzas.
Thanks for checking this out, SeaCat!

Beautiful and peaceful. I often wonder as everyone does, what is next. I think it’s not for us to know so we get to choose to believe whatever. I choose to believe I’ll be reunited with everyone I lost and miss. And if I’m wrong well not like I’ll know.

Great ink

If nothing else, DK🍷

I’m helplessly obliged to bow, Dear Poetess, in sheer respect and awe at how accomplished your poetic acumen has been developed … and, this brilliantly rendered French Quatern rendering proves how genuinely undeniable it truly is.
Your amazingly diverse skills are brought vibrantly to light via the many varied themes you bring to the page in widely abundant mastery of poetic forms, command of diction, flowing syntax, metaphoric imagery, emotive instinct, spot-on enjambments and rhymes, and so much more … all brought forth through the rich poetic voice of that of a poetesses’ poetess.

“You know me not, though knew me well.
I cannot reach you through the white
of Heaven’s clouds … as they ingest
your long-awaited evening rest.”

How more perfectly validated could loss of memory be expressed(?) … I really do not know.
And, your Artwork choice? Exemplary!

Well, lest I wear thinner my exuberant welcome, let me close with a simple humble, “Sigh!”
Most reverently, Dear Lady-Poet! ⁓ Richard 🙏

Suffering? What suffering?
Seems my “mind” you’ve already distracted … and, if I happen to suffocate, what a way to go … LOL!

Hey ITR! Damn, I’m glad you’re back. When I was reading your stuff, I noted you hadn’t signed on in a month. At least, that’s what it looked like. I’m glad you didn’t miss your gold medal. I love your prose.

So, thanks for the review and critique. I need to go back and adjust the spacing properly. I’m not sure what happened there. This kind of poem should have stanzas (quatrains). Anyway, I’m so glad you like it. I love the Blue Ridge Mtns btw. How lovely it must be to live there. I’m from N.C. and visited The Biltmore many times – not so far away.

Now I can see why its a winner!
I feel sad for not reading this one before. A heart touching write. Well done!
And congrats! “)

Wow, the meter in this is gorgeous. Evokes the great classic poets. Impressive.

Tremendous work. Powerful writing.

I don’t want to be wiping away your smile, girl.
Thanks for checking this out

Different face, different smile from Adira but same effect.
There’s a few ladies on this site that I’d crawl naked over cut glass just to spend some time with….your one of them.

Dark and engaging . Nice spill

Powerfully penned, DK. This is an incredible write with stellar imagery my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

You are too sweet, girl!

When I was young, there were two kids that drowned in the pond across the street… brothers.
Thanks for reading, Keith

I will never forget it. Everyone on my street held hands and made a human chain as they walked across the pond. Unreal.

Deeply felt. Tragic yet majestic at the same time

Much respect

Naaj

I lost a little brother….🙏

So, this one hits especially close to home, Meg.
Beautifully rendered Free Verse, with all the poetic attributes that make this form so expressively powerful to read and vividly sink one’s mind, heart, emotions, and soul into.

No one speaks with a poetic voice like yours!
Thank you ever-so warmly for YOU! ⁓ Richard🖌

You’re a wonderful person, Meg. And an outstanding writer. I love your stories and poetry. Expert at writing erotica and by your picture you’re gorgeous. I don’t judge nor would I here. Sorry, I saw this post had no comments and you spilled alot out. Keep doing what you’re doing, Meg.

Danny boy

You write your feelings at that moment so well that I can feel as if I am in your place.

I am so glad you think so, Keith. Thanks for reading my story!

Excellent work. You bring it to life. Tremendous work. Stay hard at it. I appreciate you.

Meg, you take me along with you into the scene as I read. It is as if I were there seeing it all, hiding in a corner. Truly exquisite prose artist you are. Your narrative grips me as I read. I can feel it all through your crystal clear writing. You are truly talented. I am a really enjoying these. The ending here has me on the edge of my seat. I can’t wait t read more of this story.

John

Great write and surprising end.You do have nice fantasies.
Any reason you chose DampKitten as your nom de plume ?

A BDSM story in verse! My favorite genre!

I’ve got a belt like that
Ironically it never holds my pants up
Book her
I’ll be there soon to interrogate

BAD UNCLE LIKE

Occasionally, I get into some extremely rough writing. You might be pleased to know that I date a female dom who works at my clinic and is an expert in mixed martial arts. (Yes, I’m married. My hubby knows all about it.) She likes to use me as practice material, and I love for her to beat the shit out of me. My husband watches. It makes him hard. I actually follow her to competitive MMA matches for amateurs, and it turns me on massively to watch her kick another girl’s ass in the ring. She often fucks me in the parking lot between matches and leaves me a mess in the back of my jeep, sometimes rolling down the windows so people can easily look inside. She once placed all my clothes on the hood, so I had to go outside naked to retrieve them.

Bring it down here, baby.
Ashley isn’t going to put me at risk to be arrested… but she does some risky shit. She’s not opposed to showing me off as her bitch. I’m not opposed to being owned and a little abused. Nothing facial. She stripes my ass not infrequently.

I don’t know who’s storytelling is naughtier hehe 😉 again, great write.

Don’t lose that ass, Mary. It’s my wonderland.

I can make it juicier

Not fair…I didn’t get a mention at all.

Nice funny piece.😘

Cleverly penned, DK. Seductive with a sense of humor, a sticky write indeed. Appreciate you.

Damian

Girl you know how to play with your desert (men) haha. So good

I’m honored
You deserve the best and next time it will be a double scoop !
Strawberry represents sweet and sometimes not so sweet..
You wear it well DK
I’m buying

X

Thank you, SeaCat!

You sure you don’t want to stick around for another?

Well, last time I checked, you got the stick.

You were right in your comment on my poem. This is the kind of flavour I have been looking for. Hehehe

The heat melts the ice cream on the skin
The cold satiate the soul
Your write embraces them all.

The stick goes in the pie, silly.

So glad you like it, Mary!